She wasn’t good at staying

Had become good at playing

Acting out the person she’d become

A figment of her imagination, numb

The person she was, well hidden

Never would she be forgiven

For taking the high road, unnoticed

Never really in total focus

Always a bit mysterious

To onlookers watching her

Out of reach, the whisperer

Of what life could possibly be

If only she could let go, be free

Was it time to run, to relocate again

Or let go altogether the ball and chain

Of the enigma that was her life

Set down roots, become a wife

Living fully day to day

Never again running away

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